It wasn't a very smart thing to say when about to ask for a favor. But most of all, in light of her endowment, or lack of the same, it was downright r...de. "Sorry about that, Etta. I didn't mean to get personal like, you know. I mean, politics is one thing but friendship is another, uh, don't you know." Willie squirmed. Apologies weren't his strong suit, few things were, and he’d hashed that one to the max. As usual, Etta was a good scout. "It wouldn't do me any good to go to one of those. ”“If she makes any unreasonable requests you can always bail, but I don’t think you’ll want to. This date is two thousand in your pocket.”“DAYUM! You gotta get me gigs like this more often! Where am I going?”“The Pan Pacific. Room 1612. The woman is a Ms. Croft. Just have them dial her from the front desk and they should bring you right up.”“I’ll leave in five minutes.”“Good. I already burned twenty making phone calls and she wants you there in thirty. Don’t keep her waiting!”DING“This place is. They don’t call it a compromising position for nothing. There’s really no way to fight back. My arms were as useless as those of dinosaur. If I tried to stand up, he could simple push me forward with one hand and I’d lose my balance against the arm of the sofa. The high heels made sure of the that and when I did fall forward, his phallus dug in even deeper. It was becoming ever swampier in there. The ceiling fan was a long forgotten breeze now that I was buried beneath a hot and rutting bull.. JpgH:\selfbondagesecretaryfull_0028.jpgOnce again it overwhelmed me, distracting me from my task. My confused mind convinced me to climax as quickly as possible so I could focus on escape! H:\selfbondagesecretaryfull_0024.jpgH:\selfbondagesecretaryfull_0027.jpg I began my rhythmic grinding focusing on how the bonds felt, I could feel my soaking lips slide against one another. I pushed my hips forward pushing my bone against the strap across my lap. I was close not close enough. I desperately.